It was a cloudy drive home from work today. As I approached the bend next to the bridge, I muted the radio and I recited the Al-Fatihah. It has become a ritual comfort each time I go to work, and on my return home to pass by his resting place to recite Al-Fatihah.
Today, amongst the clouds, I felt a warm ray onto my cheek as a the sunshine peeked between. It was like a warm kiss from him as I drove by.
Thank you sayang. I'll pass by again tomorrow.
Missing you just as much as the first night we parted.
2 comments:
exactly the same here... almost 4 years yet some things just never change.
XXX
(yes, I'm back! ;))
D, Welcome back!
8 years this December for me (not that I'm counting.) Nor is being 'single' this long a sign of strength or weakness....in fact, it could be because of personality (disorder) or something as simple as body odour (keti-bus as I've heard some people call it).
And D, the way you feel today at 4 years will be the same as it will feel like in 8. And you know what? I prefer it to be that way.
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